. everything. Ifyou think you've been hiding it, sorry, you might as well been shouting'I'm a girl!' So let it out, I'm not gonna come down on you for...it." I've been ... acting like a girl? And you didn't say anything?" Figured you'd talk when you were ready. It was soon clear you weren'ttrying to do some kind of imitation, like a drag performer. It was likethere was something you couldn't help showing once you felt safe enougharound me. A girl inside, starting to come forward."My head. I cannot avoid it, there is a stamp on my record, the tattoo on my wrist, and the sin in my heart. I have been convicted and there is no denying my guilt. I like men, and I am a man. But I’m trying to fix that. I will get better. I can be cured through God’s will. Those were the thoughts I used to think. Used to. Now, I am a lost cause, doomed by my own actions and choices. I was unable to change. I was given multiple chances to convert, to commit to a woman, and live a life as God. “I’m not sure about better but I doubt if it would be any worse, Ma’am.” John paused knowing that he was about to step outside his briefing, “and Ma’am, if a member of the Royal family could be persuaded to volunteer I can ensure that they would be running the new colony.”The Queen frowned, looked the Colonel in the eye and then got a far away look in her own eye. The silence dragged on as the Queen thought and the Colonel became nervous, worrying that he’d gone to far.“Would a garden party,. There wasn’t more than a mouthful left, but I enjoyed it.“Right, let’s check the Bitter. Sometimes it’s a wee bit livelier, let’s see.”It was. There was a lot more froth in the new glass, but again it settled down quite quickly. He held up the glass to the light, and we all agreed that it was clear. Without speaking, Ned passed the glass to Jen, who tried to look knowledgeable as she sniffed it and then sipped.“You’re not going to like this, Dad, but I think I prefer the Bitter to the.